Author's Note: Glad you guys like it so far. Thanks for the reviews. I'll try to keep writing as soon as I can manage it so a couple updates a week I guess.
All I knew about Usagi was that he was my brother's friend. He seemed just as miserable at Nii-chan's wedding so we talked a bit. I liked him. He wasn't like other people not just because of his bold personality, but his looks too. His hair was almost a gray color, but not because he was old. He was only 28. It was just a dirty blonde color to the point where it looked that way. He barely smiled. He had nice eyes that always seemed serious.
He was nice though. Nii-chan liked that I talked to Usagi every day. He counted on me to make sure he was getting enough sleep and human interaction. I guess Usagi was shy despite his appearance. He'd been nothing but open with me. I'd been working a straight 8 hours so far with minimal breaks. He'd been here a couple hours writing. I'd just walk by and fill his coffee whenever it was low. He'd gone through almost two pots already.
Once he started typing he didn't look up. His fingers busily clacked on the keyboard. Eventually his would drink a bunch of coffee and keep going. Overall he looked dead. Finally he closed his laptop and stretched. "Did you finish?" I yawned.
"Yeah. It's all done. I might not be able to sleep after all that coffee though." I sat across the table from Usagi.
"You never order any cake or anything."
"I don't like it. I don't like sweet things. That's why I put nothing in my coffee." I could feel the frown on my face.
"How can you not like cake?" I loved working here just for all the desserts I got to bring home. I never got tired of any of them. "Some of them can be too sweet that's understandable, I guess. I could make you a cake that wasn't that sweet though. It's uses carrots...really light on sugar...Sorry I'm talking too much."
"No I'd like if you made me something. Takahiro said you liked to cook."
"That'd be great. You should get home and get some sleep though. I'm sure you'll fall asleep in no time despite the coffee."
I checked out and watched Usagi drive away before beginning my walk home. The sun was just rising, and usually I'd stop and look. I was confused with my own feelings though and the uphill climb was what I chose to focus my energy on so my mind wouldn't wonder. I'd never liked anyone at all. I felt a weird pull to Usagi...I wasn't sure if I really wanted to be his friend or something else.
I quietly made my way to my room and collapsed on the bed. Manami and Nii-chan would be up soon. Closing my eyes I could only find myself thinking of the conversation I had with Usagi. I could never love anyone who didn't like sweets. I could never fall in love with a guy. Never.
It seemed I was only asleep for five minutes when I heard Manami and Nii-chan up. They didn't even know what common courtesy was. I always heard tripping, laughing, hushing, and the worst was the dishes clattering together. That was a sound from hell. I turned over trying to block out the sound with no success like usual.
I got up and walked to the kitchen grabbing some orange juice on my way to the table. "Sorry Misaki! Did we wake you up?" Nii-chan. Dumb as ever.
"No it wasn't you tripping out of bed or Manami laughing. It wasn't even the dishes banging together and making the worst sound I've ever heard in my entire life. I just woke up on my own." I said it before I realized. I was so tired and grumpy I could barely life my head, but I could go to sleep. Usually I would just lie and tell them I got up because I smelled food or something. Immediately I felt guilty. "Sorry. I'm just tired. I didn't mean to snap at you guys or anything."
"It's no problem Misaki. We know how much you work and you always help out around the house." Manami was pregnant. Nii-chan never wanted her to do anything. She was only a couple months so she still went to work, but he made her rest whenever she was home.
"I'm really sorry. I've just been having trouble sleeping and I barely get enough as it is." I nibbled on the some eggs when Manami pushed a plate towards me. I needed to get my priorities in order.